Chapter 289: Deliberation

At the end of the pre-sunrise battle, Isabel Walton stood in the clearing, holding two short swords with black and red blood sticking to their blades. The guards of the Duke's Palace, the Earl of Lancashire, and the patrol cavalry of the security army bent down or crouched down to search for valuable trophies on the corpses scattered all over the place.

The Earl of Lancashire came to her with a bloody cross-knight sword and said proudly, "I didn't expect these pig-like fools to be killed so quickly. ”

Isabel pondered what the leader of the thieves had just said as she saw one of the guards mending a sword to a thief who had not yet fully died. Glancing at the Count again: "Your Excellency, this is just a group of farmers, they are not mercenaries from Europe. ”

"It seems that Miss Isabel is already familiar with this kind of fighting. Uh, do you know where they come from? ”

"Probably from the village of Gainford, near County Durham."

Jacob smiled disdainfully, "County Durham? Saul Copperfield is both a county count and a bishop, and he's the only one in the kingdom who is so special. ”

Isabel shook her head and went over to the corpse of a thief, crouched down, cut off a piece of clothing, and stood up again. While wiping the bloody blade with a rag, he said calmly, "I think that soon Durham County will not be the same as before." ”

"That's right, His Majesty should have done something to Durham County a long time ago. Miss Isabel, how long do you think this rebellion in the north will last? Jacob thought to himself that if the rebellion was quickly suppressed by Henry VIII's army, he would not have a chance to make a military exploit.

"I don't know. However, the rebellion will not end anytime soon. Your Excellency, the London lawyer has been in the North for a whole summer. There's a lot to do in one summer. Isabel felt the need to tell the Earl of Lancashire anything else.

"Well, this southerner is a lawyer, and with just one mouth he can persuade so many nobles, knights, squires, and clergy to join in this rebellion."

"Your Excellency, I'm sure you'll be persuaded by him if I don't go to Lancashire."

Jacob smiled awkwardly, "Yes, Miss Isabel has inspired my soul like a saint to keep me from falling into purgatory. ”

"Your Excellency, are you saying that I should be martyred for my faith, not afraid of death, willing to be tortured?" Isabel thrust her short sword into the scabbard at her waist as she spoke, pursed her lips and smiled as she glanced at the cavalry who were plundering the property of the dead: "Alright, everyone hurry up and carry the corpse to the side of the road and make way for it." ”

Jacob reacted and hurriedly argued: "No, I will never be like the Roman governor in the story of the medieval saint, with evil desires in the fanaticism of religion to abuse the most beautiful flowers of the world. ”

Soon, the patrol cavalry squad of more than 30 people was on the road again. Isabel squinted at Jacob, who was still riding beside her, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you are Lord Lancashire, and you, as the Earl of the Governor of neighboring Lancashire, do not go to guard the peace of Lancashire, but what are you doing here with me, the knight's daughter?" ”

Until this time, Jacob was still looking for a reason to stay with Isabel. In the light of the fire when the torches burned, Isabel still looked as beautiful and moving as the sunrise, and Jacob couldn't help but look at it a few more times and chanted: "As the poem sings: 'I don't want to be Roman emperor or get the crown of the Pope, and if I can't return to her, my heart will burst and ignite.'" If she hadn't healed my wounds with a kiss, she would have killed me before the New Year, and she would have blamed herself for her absurdity. ’”

It's a pity that Isabel is not interested in such things as love lyrics. If Jacob were to mimic a Southern rap performed by "The Underground King" from Houston, Texas, she might have been moved by the generous, soulful, guitar-embellished dynamic rap.

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The Earl of Surrey was immediately interested in Isabel's words, and when he turned his gaze to her, he couldn't help but smile and say, "Miss, you said that a stupid fellow told you what the rebels would do in the next time?" ”

Isabel nodded, and told the Count in detail about the battle that had taken place on the morning of October 2 at the county border to exterminate the thieves. Henry Howard listened quietly to what he had to say, and then sat down in his chair and bowed his head slightly in deep thought. Then, he raised his head and asked, "Miss, this gang of thieves didn't say when they were going to occupy Lincoln Cathedral, did they?" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. After the patrol was over, I still arranged for two guards to go to Lincolnshire to investigate. However, the rebels did not begin the operation to occupy Lincoln Cathedral until this morning. ”

"Your Highness, what do you think of the actions of the rebels?" The Earl of Surrey, before taking out the decree given to him by Henry VIII, wanted to hear the thoughts of the illegitimate son of His Majesty.

With Isabel's active planning, the Duke of Richmond already had a more confident approach, stared at the Earl of Surrey and said, "Your Excellency, how to end this rebellion still depends on what your Majesty has to do to solve it. However, I feel that the only way to deal with such a rebellion is to negotiate other than to suppress it by force. ”

"Well, then what? What if the negotiations do not go as the parties expect? ”

"Your Excellency, then you can only suppress it by force in accordance with Your Majesty's decree. Wait for the war to enter into a period of time before negotiating with the rebels. ”

"That's what Miss Isabel told you, right? Your Highness, you have never even been to the battlefield, how do you know about these affairs? ”

"Lord Surrey, if you weren't my best playmate, I'd definitely teach you a lesson on the school grounds." The Duke of Richmond had a childish temper.

"Really? Don't lose and cry when the time comes. "The Earl of Surrey never believed that the Duke's swordsmanship was superior to his own.

"Hahaha...... Crying nose is what children do, and I'm not a child anymore. ”

"That's right. Isn't it a child's behavior that you and my sister live separately as soon as you get married? ”

"That's because of a precedent like yours that I lived separately from Mary."

The Earl of Surrey glanced at Isabel who was standing beside him, and said with a smile: "It is because of a precedent like mine that you can stay happily in the north with Miss Isabel, right?" ”

The two henries laughed in unison, and Isabel on the side was a little helpless for the two guys. Subsequently, the Earl of Surrey took out a letter of decree from Henry VIII to him. The Duke of Richmond was not surprised after reading it, but said calmly: "Your Majesty has asked the two of us to serve as envoys to negotiate with the rebels, I think this is probably your suggestion to Your Majesty." ”

The Earl of Surrey said, "Yes, Your Highness," said the Earl of Surrey, as he rolled up the letter of decree. Before the war, the most important thing is to find out all the news about the enemy. ”